Hey guys sorry I didn't have this up sooner but my computer decided to fry itself and lose all of my Word documents... Thankfully I just copied them back from this sight but I had to retype this chapter. Anyway as the title suggests in this chapter we meet up with everyone's favorite triangular headed compulsive rapist, Pyramid Head! Also I completely forgot to mention this! This story will involve spoilers in the first, second, and third game so if you haven't played them (I suggest you do immediately) you probably don't want to read this.

Chapter 5: Pyramid Head

I walked into a room that was almost completely dark and barren. Cracked brown tiles were scattered all over the floor. A metal stairwell was on the opposite side of the room. The first rows of stairs were creepily illuminated by a light overhead as it ascended up into darkness. Next to the stairs was a small corridor leading to another small decayed door. To my right up against the wall were the rusted apartment mailboxes. I sat there for a minute gathering myself as I stared up into the ominous darkness overhead. As I began taking my first few steps forward I tried convincing myself that you were here. However somewhere in the back of my mind I knew that for whatever reason that time wasn't now.

I began ascending the stairs as my flashlight eerily illuminated them one after another. I took a long look behind me into the darkness to make sure I wasn't being followed. I climbed the rest of the stairs passing a boarded up door to find another withered blue doorway leading to what I believed was the third floor. I stepped inside and found myself in a long grey hallway that immediately made me feel claustrophobic and uncomfortable despite the fact the floor was painted a dull blue, the first color I'd seen in this town besides white and grey. I decided to try going to my left but found after only a few yards it was closed off by a large barred doorway however there was one small open doorway before it was barred off so I went inside.

The small gray room was tight on space with a rusted washing machine and dryer to my left and a garbage chute in front of me jutting out of the wall but I felt a lot less tense than standing in the hallway. To my right the wall was covered in graffiti of strange meaningless words and symbols; the word "DRAGON" was written in big bold black letters. A horribly drawn two naked women posing together written underneath in sloppy handwriting was, "Tammy and Jessie now working together for your pleasure! Will ... for $$$ or Tequila". Underneath she left her number but the thought didn't even cross my mind. I stepped up to the washing machine hoping to find something useful for whatever reason but just as I was about to touch it the radio started going off. Off in the distance the sound of scraping metal could be heard. I stood there in shock waiting for whatever would happen next and went into panic as the scraping continued to get louder. I looked inside the washing machine for something to defend myself with but only found a small key at the bottom. I could now hear the pounding of slow footsteps as the scraping got louder to the point where both my ears and mind ached. I quickly searched the garbage chute for anyway of escape. I saw the inside of the chute was blocked by a large package. I pulled it out quickly and dropped it on the ground. I tried fitting my leg inside the chute before realizing I was bigger than I thought (something you get used to after waking up seven years older than you remember). I knew I'd probably just have to make a run for the exit but grabbed the package which I now saw was six pack canned juice incase I'd need a weapon.

I ran outside turned the corner and stopped dead in my tracks. Just inches away from my face was one of the most terrifying things I'd ever seen. Its body resembled a muscular man wearing a long white butcher's smock and rubber gloves. What was even worse was in its right hand was a long knife covered in blood stretching about five feet. However the strangest and most disturbing thing about the creature was not its body or its weapon but its head or maybe what was on its head. Where its head should have been was a large rusted metal pyramid stretching out in each direction towards my face. The creature looked down at me towering a good couple feet over me and simply "stared". I kept my head down not wanting to set it off but then a thought came into my mind, "Is it just another vision?" I drew my courage and looked up at it glaring back in both in fear and determination. We were caught in a deadlock for what seemed like forever. The whole world stood still. Everything was quiet. I didn't dare to draw a breath. Just when I thought the creature would give up and vanish down the corridor it moved its blade and the sense of panic came flooding back into me. I thrust the pack of juice as hard as I could at its chest causing it to recoil slightly giving me a small window of opportunity. I ducked my head down and rammed straight into it throwing it off just enough to leave me enough room to get through.

I bolted down the hallway without a single thought of slowing down or looking behind me. It was already obvious it was following me by the horrible scraping sound behind me as it dragged its large blade behind me. I ran past doorway after doorway down the long seemingly endless corridor as my flashlight eerily illuminated the dark narrow path in front of me leading me into more darkness until the radio became quiet. I trudged to a stop panting heavily as my legs began to give out on me. I leaned up against wall grabbing my side as I peered back into the darkness I'd come from. I listened carefully for the blade's scraping or the creature's footsteps but instead heard the faint pitter-patter of footsteps. A small figure the size of a child approached from the darkness but then stopped in its tracks. I raised the pack of juice trying to look as menacing as possible. It took another step forward hesitating and then ran straight at me. I jumped as it grabbed the pack of drinks and pulled at it crazily. I held on tight and struggled with the creature causing my flashlight to shake making it impossible to get a good look at it. I swung the drinks to the left forcefully causing the creature to hit the wall releasing the drinks and slump. I aimed my flashlight where it was and saw that it was not a monster but instead an actual child.

I could now see the child was a small black girl. She wore a faded blue shirt that had been torn up around the edges and shoulder and equally faded blue jeans which too had been torn at the knees exposing scratch marks. She held her side moaning in pain from where she hit the wall. I stood there in astonishment before kneeling down to help her, "I-I'm so sorry! Are you alright?" She looked at me as tears formed in her eyes, "You're not gonna tell on me are you?" I was confused by the question but quickly replied, "Of course not. I'm sorry I-I just though-", But I stopped myself there unable to come up with the right words. She lifted up the side of her shirt looking for any marking from the blow. To my horror there were bruises going all the way down her side. Not only that but her ribs showed clearly through her skin making it obvious she abnormally thin, "Oh my God, are you alright?" She pulled her shirt back down and looked at me, "I'm ok." She sighed, "Those are just from Mama." "You're mom did that to you?" "Yeah, I've been bad. I'm supposed to take care of Mama until Daddy gets back from his trip." A thought popped in my head, "Is your mom's name Tyonna?" She looked at me surprised, "Yeah." A couldn't help but smile. If Tyonna's daughter was here than you had to be! "Oh thank God. She's been looking for you." She glared at me wildly, "She is? Already? Oh no! I haven't even got anything yet!" I looked at her perplexed and was just about to ask what she meant but she spoke quickly pointing at the pack of drinks, "Can I please have that? Mama will go hungry without it!" I hesitated but then handed it to her, "Uh, sure." She smiled at me, "Thank you so much mister!" With that she ran off down the corridor into the darkness. "Wait!" I yelled behind her but she did not stop. I stood up muttering a curse before running after her chasing her down the narrow hallway. I managed to catch up to her just as she rounded a corner before she opened up one of the apartment doorways and ran inside slamming the door in my face. I grabbed the handle trying to get inside when a symbol flashed upon the door sending me into another vision.

The child cried from his mother's arms as flies began to collect around it. Tears began to fill the mother's desperate sorrowful eyes as she pointed at my sandwich just as I was about to take a bite. The sun was beating down on me and the humidity was unbearable but I knew she and her child would need it a lot more than I so I stretched my lunch out to her smiling. A joyful smile came across her face and she cried even more but now not from sorrow. Just as she stretched her hand out to take my gift an overwhelming sense came over me. It was my food. Why did I have to share it? What have these people done for me? I drew back my arm and raised the sandwich up to my mouth. A face of disbelief came upon her face. Part of me fought against biting into it but the impulsive thoughts were too overwhelming. My brain was racked I began to sweat even more. The woman squealed, begging in a language I couldn't understand At last I gave in and took a bite of the sandwich. The woman's face turned to anguish as she fell on her knees crying hysterically. I turned away partially in regret and guilt but also feeling content and happy as I took another bite from my sandwich. I heard a scream cry out behind me and looked over my shoulder seeing the woman clutching her limp baby as flies began to settle on his body. I turned back away as a crooked smile formed on my face as tears formed from my eyes.

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